Rebecca has been picking blackberries every day!
Earlier this year, Sara got into the habit of going for walks, and last weekend, I joined her for one. I thought, it’s just walking, how bad can it be? UGH. My Louisiana body could take the heat, but not the inclines. There was so much up and down, and Sara walked every side street and cul-de-sac like some sort of crazy masochist. I was briefly buoyed when we found a bunch of very crumpled $20 bills in some weeds (which turned out to be fake), but the bridge over the interstate nearly wiped me out, and by the end of the walk, I was just dragging myself along the pavement. (I’m pretty sure Sara regretted inviting me.) Then I remembered that I didn’t have anything frozen waiting for me at home and walked to the store for the biggest-size Icee available. No Icee has ever tasted sweeter!
Last weekend, I also dragged my butt out of bed early enough for Shabbat morning Torah study at the temple, which is one of those things I’m always meaning to do but never actually do. Next Saturday morning, there’s a meditation class at the library, and I’m hoping to make it to that, too. I’ve taken to listening to audiobooks while I crochet, and I need to check out a new one while I’m there. I’ve been busy crocheting custom orders since the food festival, which is a rare thing for me.
My child-actress movie for Memorial Day was Heidi (2005); Sara and I also watched Split and Dirty Dancing, which she wanted to see to get the taste of the new remake out of our mouths. I thought it was amusingly bad, but she wasn’t amused. I’d wanted to get out and do a little more for the Memorial Day weekend, but as I was coming back from the animal shelter, a Maintenance Required light came on in my car. I flashed right back to driving Muse Watson and almost threw up! It turns out, it comes on every approximate 5,000 miles as a reminder to do the scheduled maintenance. Whew.
Last weekend, I also dragged my butt out of bed early enough for Shabbat morning Torah study at the temple, which is one of those things I’m always meaning to do but never actually do. Next Saturday morning, there’s a meditation class at the library, and I’m hoping to make it to that, too. I’ve taken to listening to audiobooks while I crochet, and I need to check out a new one while I’m there. I’ve been busy crocheting custom orders since the food festival, which is a rare thing for me.
My child-actress movie for Memorial Day was Heidi (2005); Sara and I also watched Split and Dirty Dancing, which she wanted to see to get the taste of the new remake out of our mouths. I thought it was amusingly bad, but she wasn’t amused. I’d wanted to get out and do a little more for the Memorial Day weekend, but as I was coming back from the animal shelter, a Maintenance Required light came on in my car. I flashed right back to driving Muse Watson and almost threw up! It turns out, it comes on every approximate 5,000 miles as a reminder to do the scheduled maintenance. Whew.